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Chapter 6 - CHAPTER 6 THIS TRICK IS CALLED TIANNU SANHUA

Huangjie Shangpin Dan, also known as first-order Dan "medicine," caught Mo Tulong's eye, a flash of eagerness lighting up his gaze. In this world, Dan "medicine" is ranked according to the four tiers of heaven, earth, xuan, and huang, with each tier further divided into three grades. The first-grade top-tier Dan "medicine" is highly effective, even for warriors in the five-fold state of body tempering.

Unable to contain his excitement, Mo Tulong reached for the medicine, though a hint of doubt crept into his mind. Why did this "medicine" packaging look different from the others?

"Hey, Boss, let's see what first-order Shangpin Dan looks like!" one soldier exclaimed.

"Yeah, Boss, we've never seen such a high-grade Dan 'medicine' before!" another soldier chimed in, their curiosity piqued as they surrounded Mo Tulong.

Mo Tulong glanced at them scornfully. "What's the big deal? This medicine is far beyond your reach."

Ye Fan, taking advantage of his shameless spirit, put on an innocent face. "Mo Daoyou, why not open it first? See the ring? Pull it, and you'll see the 'medicine'!"

Just as Mo Tulong was about to act, one of his subordinates moved faster and pulled the ring on the grenade.

Then ~ bang ~

In an instant, Ye Fan shielded Ye Tianyu, his ears ringing with a loud explosion.

"Ding ~ Killed a Queer Three Realm Warrior, experience +30, points +30 ~"

A series of system prompts echoed in Ye Fan's mind, filling him with joy.

A large crater marked the explosion site, and the armored soldiers were left in pieces. Yet, no sound indicated the death of a five-fold state warrior.

Could Mo Tulong still be alive?

Ye Fan scanned the surroundings and spotted a figure hanging from a treetop, barely recognizable. It was the five-layered Mo Tulong!

"Wow, talk about tough luck! This guy's still alive!" Ye Fan thought, giving him a silent thumbs-up.

Mo Tulong, spitting blood, seemed unsure if it was from anger or injury. He struggled to speak, his words barely audible.